Dear Writer,

whenboredatwork:

Create me within your mind
weave me into an erotic idea
from the depth of your imagination

Give birth to a babe that is me
let my embryo flow from your pen
as ink onto your script, my bedding

Cradle me in your unspoken verses
and sing lullabies in spoken word
feed me profoundness and wisdom

Watch me grow between haikus
and fiddle with stanzas and rhymes
as I fill the void once so deep in your poetry

Teach me the ways of prose
the long and the short, stories and fables
ramblings and rants and praise

Let me discover sexetry
let me fondle with lines that will
leave me flushed and aroused

Show me how all these words
these phrases, these magical toys
make others understand me and love me

Leave me, finally, to rest
and become a carcass to my own writing
and forever slumber in my art.